ThreyaMidnight

"So this is what they mean when they say your life flashes before your eyes when you die."

Betrayed. Battered. Broken. 

Evangeline Vermillion has had enough of her pathetic life. She was young—only in her early 20s—and she had planned to end it all by setting herself on fire. 

That was how she met Death—cold, dark, tall, and...handsome? Huh. Who knew the Grim Reaper could look like that? He takes her hand and guides her through the In-Between, the sacred realm between the Land of the Living and the Afterlife. Together, they revisit her most important memories. From the misfortunes of her childhood, to the chaos and bloodshed of the wrong kinds of love, Evangeline must confront the demons of her past to get to The Other Side.

Through all of the pain and anguish, Death stands with her, an enigmatic companion and unlikely confidant. And in their brief waltz between realms, Evangeline finally finds what she always wanted but never had: to belong and to be loved.

Waltz with Death

I continued strolling down the storage house, scanning the shelves that contained numerous memory jars of different colors and designs. Even from a distance, I could hear those glass containers "whisper," as if urging me to open them and release the memories they had trapped.

I took a deep breath, shaking my head and ignoring the voices, and continued walking.

Fake Death told me to entertain myself here by looking through my memories, but there was a reason why they were all stored here in the first place: they were unimportant ones.

In other words, they're boring the shit out of me.

Like, come on, the first memory I opened was just me being a literal baby and biting Emman's hand! Who in the nine circles of hell appreciated such a thing?!

But looking at it in a different light, even if that memory were hypothetically necessary, I'd still feel lonely since I didn't have Death (the original) to make side comments with me.

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